Pure Bliss

It was almost impossible for Arabella to focus on her meal, and it was all because of a certain dark eyed man sitting besides her.

With the flirtatious smiles he continued to send her way all through the night, and the small peeks and needy glares, she just couldn’t muster the courage she needed to keep her eyes on her plate.

She continuously blushed whenever she met his gaze, turning away from all to quickly but then his left hand would caress the skin of her knee, and she would blush even more.

Was this what he meant when he had told her, that he had so much in store for her tonight? Or was there more?

If there was more… then Arabella just did t know how she would cope at all.

The way he was being so free, flirty and touchy with her, was a tremendous turn on for her and if he did more… oh heavens!

Now, just as she picked her salad, he proceeded to gently take her left hand from the table and placed it in front of his face., close to his lips. She could feel his breath.

She let out